"Zhou Shizong thought the same way at that time. What was the result?" Zhao Pu took a sip of wine. There is no certainty in this kind of thing. It all depends on whether fate is strong enough.

"Old Zhao must be careful, it won't sound good if this matter gets out." Shen Yilun sighed softly. If this was heard by the officials, they might not know what they would think.

"The heaven and the earth are unkind and treat all things like rotten dogs. We may seem to be high up in the temple, but we are still too small among the heaven and the earth." Zhao Pu believes that the times create heroes, rather than heroes stirring up troubles.

In the past, Taizu of the Han Dynasty was only the head of a pavilion. What kind of people gathered around him are recorded in history books. In the end, these people all rose to great heights, wasn't it just through luck? If they relied on bravery, together they would not be enough. Xiang Yu cut him down with such bravery and bravery as the overlord of Chu. If you look through the history books, it is hard to find anyone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

"Judging from these years, the destiny of the Song Dynasty lies with us." Shen Yilun is very optimistic about the future of the Song Dynasty. Moreover, now that the prince is gradually coming of age, the military power of the military governors in various places has been weakened, and he will no longer be able to change dynasties at will in the future.

With civil servants like them suppressing military commanders, the prosperity of the world is at hand.

"Only God knows the destiny. If it can be seen through at will, it is not called destiny. At the beginning, some experts asserted that Zhou Shizong still had thirty years to live. What was the result?" In the past, Zhao Pu was the same as Shen Yilun, but he Gradually there were changes, and the Zhao brothers were no longer of the same mind.

"Old Zhao, what's wrong with you?" Shen Yilun took a sip and felt that something was wrong with Zhao Pu's mood.

"It's nothing, I just feel that the laws of heaven are unpredictable. I heard that this time, a great siege equipment appeared in the south." Zhao Pu collected his thoughts. Although the relationship between them was good, they were not close to each other.

In other words, he, Zhao Pu, never intends to have a heart-to-heart relationship with anyone again.

"It's true. I heard that His Majesty has sent people to the south to map it out, but we haven't figured out how to attack it yet." Shen Yilun also heard about the artifact that was originally rumored. It looks like a big black iron pipe.

"It's terrible to attack a place with a distance of more than one mile and to be so easy to transport. However, the strange thing is that the officials and the King of Jin are not anxious." Zhao Pu got up and went to add two pieces of charcoal. According to common sense, , the officials should be eager to solve this matter, and the one under the greatest pressure should be Zhao Guangyi, who controls the Jing'an Department. It is their duty to spy on secrets.

"Maybe it has been cracked." Shen Yilun didn't understand. Maybe it no longer posed a threat.

"Which is more important, the Way of Saints or the Way of Observing Things?" Zhao Pu picked up another piece of meat and grilled it. The grease dripped on the charcoal, and a cloud of burnt smoke rose.

Through the mouth of his second uncle Wei Wanshi, Zhao Pu knew a lot of things under Sun Yu's rule. These were not big secrets, but they were too far away and few people heard about them. And compared to the Central Plains, Quanzhou is a remote place. , I usually don’t pay much attention to it.

"Of course it is the way of the saints. This is the ultimate principle for the operation of all things in the world. Only by acting in accordance with the ideas of the saints can the world truly be unified." Shen Yilun has read poetry and books and is a disciple of the saints. Of course he must uphold the saints. 's facade.

"Then Master Shen, tell me, why did Qin, which refused the entry of saints, dominate the world?" In this regard, Zhao Pu's psychological burden is much lighter. He is not a disciple of a saint, and half of the Analects is just a tool.

"But in the end, Qin II died. If a saint enters the pass, the country may be able to have a good fortune for hundreds of years, like the Han Dynasty." Shen Yilun was not afraid at all. The Han Dynasty dismissed hundreds of schools of thought and only respected Confucianism.

"I heard that under the rule of Sun Yu, Duke of Fujian, in addition to the way of saints, arithmetic was also emphasized, supplemented by great

The principle of quantity and investigation..." Zhao Pu really wanted to take a look. Maybe, in such an environment, a non-sage disciple like him would not be discriminated against.

Zhao Pu believes that his and Sun Yu's concepts are very consistent. Everything is just a tool to better achieve the goal.

I heard that nowadays a large number of students who focus on arithmetic and investigation are working as officials in the yamen and are extremely efficient.

"Looking at things, little Dao'er!" Shen Yilun waved his hand. In the eyes of the saint's disciples, except for the saint's great road, everything else was just a side detail.

"But the way of the saints does not allow all the people in the world to eat this." Zhao Pu picked up a piece of mutton, waved it in front of Shen Yilun, and continued to bake it on the charcoal fire.

Even Guanzi said, if you have a solid warehouse, you will know the etiquette, and if you have enough food and clothing, you will know the honor and disgrace. The way of the saint cannot make people have enough food and clothing.

"What? The Duke of Fujian has done it?" Shen Yilun frowned. He was not only a disciple of the saint, but also the Minister of Household Affairs of the Song Dynasty. He was good at money. Of course, he knew that the people under the rule of the Song Dynasty now, on weekdays, How is the food there?

An ordinary family usually has two meals a day, one dry and one thin. Some meals may be a little meaty during the tenth month of the year. Usually, they can only eat meat seriously during the Chinese New Year.

"In the land of Jianquan, basically every household raises chickens and ducks. As long as there is no plague, chicken and duck eggs are often eaten. And the sea fish, after pickling, is cheap, and most families can buy some." Zhao Pu shook his head. , he wouldn’t believe it if someone else said it, but he couldn’t help but not believe what his second uncle Wei Wanshi said.

"It's just spreading rumors." Shen Yilun didn't believe it. If so, wouldn't it have become an utopia?

"My second uncle has seen it with his own eyes and can't fake it." Zhao Pu picked up the wine pot and filled it for Shen Yilun. In recent years, the Jianzhou area has developed so fast that it simply exceeded his imagination.

"How is it possible? A chicken hatches a brood of chicks a year, usually eight to ten, and no more than three hens can reach adulthood..." Shen Yilun immediately counted on his fingers. It would have been impossible to reach the scale it has today so quickly.

"What if we don't need hens to hatch?" Zhao Pu drank the wine in one gulp, not knowing who could actually break this iron law.

"How is it possible?" This is the first time Shen Yilun has heard of it. Isn't this as absurd as dreaming about pregnancy? If it appeared under the rule of the Song Dynasty, it would definitely be regarded as a great auspicious sign and widely publicized.

"But this is the fact. The Jingan Division must all know about these things, and they are just trying to seal them off. However, in this world, everyone in the world cannot stop it." Zhao Pu always felt that destiny was in the Song Dynasty, but now he is getting more and more blur.

If the Duke of Fujian was willing, this would be a miracle, but people just say it is the way of investigating things.

"Old Zhao, you are not in the right state." Shen Yilun calmed down. Zhao Pu's current state seems a bit desolate.

It stands to reason that Zhao Pu is now enjoying the spring breeze. Is he still planning to retreat bravely?

"What's wrong? I just think that the way of studying things can truly improve the lives of the people, and the words of the saints should be fed and clothed before the people can be educated." This is what Zhao Pu originally wanted to say. People who talk empty talk finally saved some face for Shen Yilun.

Moreover, even if such words were spread to the ears of officials, they would just be expressing their own opinions on how to govern the world.

"Only by listening to the words of the sage and everyone performing their duties can the world live and work in peace and contentment. Otherwise, even if there are granaries everywhere, there will still be wars everywhere." Shen Yilun feels that the world is turbulent because there are too many people who are unwilling to

Keep yourself safe.

If this were said in the past, Zhao Kuangyin would definitely not be willing to accept it, but now, he hopes that everyone in the world will accept it, so that the throne of his old Zhao family can be passed down from generation to generation.

"How can a wild dog tear apart a few bones, let alone a human being?" People all have ambitions and desires. Even a monk in a temple wants to achieve freedom, which is also a desire.

Shen Yilun was dumbfounded. He had read the saint's books all over, but he still could not be pure in heart and desires. Instead, he was eager for power and money.

Within two days, a cold wind passed across the river, a heavy snowfall arrived as expected, and Jiangning also entered a dormant period.

Yan Xugang had just come out of the palace and was often scolded by Li Congshan for the matter of Kuang Zhonglei, the envoy of Xin'an Jiedu, but in the end he did not go into details because of his meritorious service in transporting grain and grass.

Li Congshan now relies heavily on Yan Xu. It can be said that if Yan Xu hadn't kept a close eye on Yan Xu and urgently transferred supplies from various states to Jiangning, there would have been trouble this winter.

But Kuang Zhonglei was so disappointed that he not only failed to capture She County, but also lost most of his troops, leaving only a few hundred remnants who fled to Jixi County.

Fortunately, heavy snow is coming, and a large-scale battle is unlikely to occur. The 20,000 elites dispatched from the Divine Guards were directly diverted to Jixi and put under their command, so they should be able to block the opponent.

Yan Xu shook off the falling snow on his body and quickly got into the carriage. This was the first carriage to arrive at Jianzhou Trading Company.

It is said that now that the two sides are not dealing with each other, he was supposed to attack Jianzhou Trading Company and cut off its financial resources, but he was stopped by Li Congshan for some reason. But it was good, at least he could live a more comfortable life.

Today's Duke of Lu's mansion is heavily guarded. Except for Quan Shu and Sun Zhenzhou who were taken as hostages, everyone in the mansion has been sent to Zhuangzi outside the city. There is not even a servant girl in the huge Duke's mansion.

Today, Sun Zhenzhou is only one and a half years old. He is extremely strong and can run all over the ground.

"Young master, please stop for a moment. I can't catch up with you." Uncle Quan ran after him. The Duke's mansion was too big. If he didn't follow closely, he would be hard to find.

Chasing, Uncle Quan seemed to have seen the scene when Sun Yu was young. At that time, he was also chasing after Sun Yu like this. He was still young at that time and ran much faster than he does now.

Sun Zhenzhou was finally tired from playing, so Uncle Quan helped him change his clothes, otherwise he would catch cold easily.

In today's Jiangning, supplies are far from abundant, and the daily supply of the Duke's Mansion is also limited. Uncle Quan is not very good at cooking, so he usually cooks porridge for one old and one young to eat something easy to digest.

"Grandpa Quan, my father, why don't you want us anymore?" The last time Sun Zhenzhou saw his father, he was on the top of the city. At that time, he was caught by Cao Bin in his hand. He was too far away and was afraid, so he didn't see clearly at all.

"Young Master, how come the Duke doesn't want us? It's just that now, there are some things that make it impossible to leave." Uncle Quan touched Sun Zhenzhou's head. This child is pitiful. He came to be a hostage before he was weaned. In his current situation,

Not as good as before.

In the past, the Duke's mansion had a big family and a big business, so Jiangning's top dignitaries would never feel aggrieved. Now, apart from having a bigger house, it is not as good as an ordinary family, who are in constant fear every day.

"Grandpa Quan, I'm hungry!" Sun Zhenzhou touched his belly and played with it for a long time. It was already empty.

"Young Master, let's go to the kitchen to cook." Uncle Quan held Sun Zhenzhou in his arms and walked to the kitchen. Otherwise, he would not know where to look for the Young Master once the meal was ready.

The supplies from the Duke's Mansion were delivered every five days, but they didn't treat them harshly. They had enough to eat and some left over.
Chapter completed!